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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 1776557" data-attributes="member: 11574">"I am Helion, governor of Mirwood. Please, enjoy the fineries of our second home." The elf says with a smile."Do you teach the arcane art here? I have need of a teacher." Maermon asks excitedly"Do not mind him, been around humans far too long." Benat replies"Well, then maybe a return to his nature roots will help him?" Helion remarks"Maermon does a wonderful job dyeing his roots. No?" Paquito nudges KorgKorg recognized the language as common, but for the life of him, had no clue what the minotaur was talking about. The party is ushered through a line of tree that completely blocks the view of the village. Benat kisses the ground once the wooden houses with thatch roofs come into sight. Maermon inquires as to the location of the elven mage guild, and is told they have a fine school just for the sort of thing he's looking for. "Head north to the first elm, then head east until you come to the pine with the moss covered roots, the school will be above you, in that tree. Can't miss it." Helion says with a smile. Maermon stands confused for a moment, having no idea what an elm looks like as he never took the survival classes his friends took growing up. Maermon watches the party head off to the west, so he turns and heads east hoping to run into the tree accidentally."I sense the touch of arcane in you my bullheaded friend." Helion remarks as the party moves ahead towards the festival hall.Paquito stares back blankly at the elf, not seeming to hear his remarks."Ah someone who wishes it not to be known they are one with the spark?" Helion says to Paquito"Surely you jest. No?" Paquito replies "I am but a merchant of the waterways, I see many things in my time. Maybe it's virus. No? I have been feeling ill. Perhaps I should see a priest about that." The elf shrugs his shoulders and walks Benat to the festival hall. Paquito trails Maermon as the elf wanders around the trees blatantly showing his lack of direction skills. Two hours later Maermon finally wanders into the correct pine. Paquito almost gives himself away as he wonders how this elvish town could stand by and watch a minotaur stalk another elf through their town. Not only that but how can Maermon be so oblivious, these elves are extremely nonchalant. Maermon greets the headmaster, and after negotiating a tuition, Maermon enrolls in meditation. Paquito waits until Maermon has left, before scaling the rode ladder up to the thatch building. "Paquito Flacido, the man with many a background but no forethought. Have you come to study with the great elven teachers?" The headmaster asks"Um, possibly that is certainly one way of looking at things through your eyes. For surely you have seen many a people traveling through on their way to this or that, from one port or another that carries with them that which may or may not bear the mark of something which may be construed as having a property similar to that of arcane. No?" Comes Paquito's long winded replyThe headmaster motions to a bookshelf next to Paquito. Paquito studies the bookshelf and  decides to enroll in herbalism and draconic at the school.As he leaves however Paquito arranges to not have any classes with Maermon and leaves happily on his way.Benat brings the giants, who are much too large to enter the festival hall, elven ale in-between stories of her adventures. She ends up telling the short story of Books many times to the elven children, before calling it a night and telling the giants they'll have to sleep outside."First you bring Gronar diarrhea in a bottle, now you say I have to sleep under all the trees? Gronar think you plan this." Gronar complainsMorning comes and Benat inquires as to whether anyone in town might be interested in purchasing a ship. She is told the ship they came in on has been confiscated, returned to it's component parts, and returned to nature."What did you do with all the humans?" Benat asks"They are of no concern to us. I do not care what happened to them." Helion replies, "Perhaps they're foraging for nuts?" Benat finds the elf's views refreshing and drops the subject, she returns to the festival hall and learns that the village is having problems with some kobolds near the north side of the village. The elves believe the kobolds have them outnumbered but of course the kobolds couldn't hit the base of a tree if they ran at it. Benat also learns of a druidic conclave the village has just recently opened diplomatic ties with. The conclave is overseen by an ogre shaman and so talks are going slow, but as of now there appears to be no hostility.Gronar watches as Korg sits along the shore staring back to the north."What Korg see?" Gronar asks"Korg not see temple of Umtala." Korg replies his voice breakingGronar puts his arm around his friend, completely forgetting to tell him that the Godblade has grown dull and black.</blockquote>

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